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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nelly
Vocals
Darius Rucker
Vocals
City Spud
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Darius Rucker
Songwriter
Ernest Keith Smith
Songwriter
Jacob Durrett
Songwriter
Craig Wiseman
Songwriter
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Songwriter
Lavell Webb
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Durrett
Producer
Jeff Braun
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
She's a two-tone Chevy in the yard on blocks
Little TLC, she'll be burning up the blacktop
Don't know what she got, don't know what she got, yeah
FaceTime, talkin' dirty to her all night long
We done killed the phone, now we burnin' up the laptop
Said I like it a lot, said I like it a lot, yeah
Drive me wild, slim in the waist with a ass for miles like (ooh-ooh)
Can't cut her loose on another level when she on that Goose
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss, ooh
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss drive me crazy
Little miss drive me wild, little miss misbehavin'
Little miss drive me crazy, drive me crazy (ooh-ooh)
Ma'am, tell me where you get that ass from?
Love the way them thick lips sippin', let me have some
Tequila takin' you there, girl, let me take it from here
Just let me know when you're ready to go (ready to go)
She said, "I never had a city boy"
She wanna ride with me, hear my city talk
She hit me on the horn, "Yeah, I'm ready"
A couple minutes later I'm pullin' off in a Chevy like
City talk, mama listen, mama talk
City listen, girl, that walk had a homie at attention
The way that dress fit your body got you 30 on a mission
Now she switchin', lookin' at me, blowin' kisses
Damn, girl, you know that body
Drive me wild, slim in the waist with a ass for miles like (ooh-ooh)
Can't cut her loose on another level when she on that Goose
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss, ooh
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss drive me crazy
Little miss drive me wild, little miss misbehavin'
Little miss drive me crazy, drive me crazy
Little devil in denim with dynamite
All torn up but they ripped just right
Show a little red lace at the red light
She's leanin' closer over here
She makes it harder, harder to steer (ooh-ooh)
Drive me wild, slim in the waist with a ass for miles like (ooh-ooh)
Can't cut her loose on another level when she on that Goose
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss, ooh
Hell yeah, that's my baby
Little miss, little miss, little miss drive me crazy
Little miss drive me wild, little miss misbehavin' (hell yeah, that's my baby)
Little miss drive me crazy, drive me crazy
Little miss drive me wild, little miss misbehavin' (hell yeah, that's my baby)
Little miss drive me crazy, drive me crazy
Writer(s): Craig Michael Wiseman, Lavell Eugene Webb, Jacob Robert Durrett, Darius Rucker, Ernest Keith Smith, Cornell Hayes
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